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Day 1,664

Just relax, steady your breathing and pretend that the thing you just saw doesn't realise you can see it.

You're usually so much more careful with these things, always taking the crowded routes with groups of obnoxiously loud and vibrant people to distract the world from little old you as much as possible and yet here we are today.

You - alone and walking through a disused forest trail.

Me - a literal earworm just trying to get you to survive one more day so I can find a better host.

And you're in the midst of throwing all my hard work aside so that you can go and investigate the strange sounds coming from the unusually big beaver dam. I mean you could have grabbed a few friends - should have grabbed a few friends so that they could be the meat shields we so desperately need right not.

But no.

Now we're stuck crouching in a bramble patch and watching those weird, webbed hand-feet appendages trot back and forth. If we're lucky they'll stop calling to the rest of their clan and leave. If we're even luckier they won't look down and see you.

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